Stuck Wedding With Play Boy

Stuck Wedding With Play Boy
Chapter 13


It's been days since Alex went to his parents' mansion, he's been living in his apartment. He did not plan to return to his parents' house quickly. He had been attending meetings after meetings of his papa business associates. Some came to fruition and some are still constrained due to the scandal he had with his former fiancee.


Alex, tired from the hard work of a few days, immediately returned to his apartment to rest. 


In his living room, he quickly took off his coat and shoes, then he laid his body on the sofa, the longer his eyes began to shut. However, as he was between the conscious and the real, he heard the sound of knocking on the door.


With a lazy step he walked towards the door.


"Hello Alex," said a very beautiful woman.


"Do I know you?" alex asked a very beautiful woman standing in front of him. He seemed familiar with his face, but he forgot.


"You could say so or maybe not. I'm Nicole, your bride-to-be," she explained.


Alex frowned, so she was the woman of her mother's choice. He believes there must be shrimp behind all this, his mother is very cunning.


 "What are you doing here?" 


"Can we talk inside?" nicole Pinta.


Alex watched him before letting him in. Not to forget he turned his gaze to the left right to make sure no spies were lurking about them.


"Can you tell me why you're here?" ask the lazy Alex rambling.


Nicole sat down and crossed her legs seductively. He was sure Alex would be fascinated, he was sure because he saw from the eyes of Alex who had followed the movement of his body.


"Can you give me something to drink. I feel so thirsty" said Nicole.


Alex did not answer because he only had one drink to himself.


"I was so hurt when you suddenly got married to someone else, our marriage was well arranged. From the reception, the dress, the invitation, everything is ready" Nicole said.


Alex raised an eyebrow and said, "I wasn't told we were getting married. You can marry someone else, right?"


 Nicole stood up, she walked towards Alex sitting down. He now landed the weight of Alex's thighs with his hands both hands he began to fold around his neck. He put on his sour face.


 "But I just want you, I don't want to marry anyone else" Nicole said.


"Down from my lap!" firmly Alex. "Better you go, I don't want to be bothered by anyone" Alex continued.


"If I don't want to."


"Then I'll force you. Don't blame me for being rude" Alex threatened.


"I know, you got married because you were forced to avoid me, right?"


"Omong is empty, I married because I love my wife. You better go home, and tell your guy to stop planning a wedding that's not going to happen" Alex explains.


Nicole clucked in annoyance, she stomped her feet to leave. However, when he was in the doorway he came back again. There is still something on the mission that he has to do.


"May I sit here for a moment? I want to book a taxi first" Nicole said.


Alex nodded.


"Just ten minutes, more than that I will call the security guard to expel you," Alex insisted, Nicole nodded and smiled cunningly.


Alex is focused on his phone, he does not know if Nicole put something in his drink.


"Why are you so slow?" ask Alex to see Nicole who's not leaving.


"In a few hours my tax came. Let me wait here, it's very hot outside. I can't stand the heat of the sun" Nicole lied.


Alex ignored the woman's words, he returned to focus with his cell phone screen once in a while he sipped his drink.


Nicole saw that, a triumphant smile. Soon, he will succeed in making Alex Damarputra the sole heir of the Damarputra company his forever.


With just a few seconds, he could see Alex holding his head.


"Are you sick?" ask Nicole.


"No, the sooner you go," drive Alex away again.


"I'm soon ...."


Nicole hasn't finished her words, Alex has fallen on her shoulder.


"Successful" said Nicole.


Nicole quickly took a few pictures of them.


"Alex" said someone on the doorstep who was very surprised.


Nicole turned her head, while Alex restored her consciousness to see who else was coming.